“But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o’clock in the morning.”
Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

P.S.: I’m back :) I was taking a short break from online routines. t is okay to be alone and feel lonely for a while, just to know that after that silent break, you can learn how to respect the time you’ll spend with ones you love way better than before. That little old soul need to rest sometimes :)